She grips the edge of the tub and nods.
Her hair is gathered in a messy knot on the top of her head, but the tendrils that have fallen are slick against her nape. I sweep them to the side and suck on the delicate skin where her neck and shoulder meet.
When she shudders beneath my touch, I wrap my arms around her waist, then drag a hand down her core, confirming for myself that the jet is pulsating against her clit. I hike my left leg onto the seat next to her thigh, then press myself firmly against her ass, eager to slide inside her. Fingers brushing over her pebbled skin, I find the edges of her bikini top and yank the cups down, exposing her tits to the cool air.
She bucks back into me and groans her approval.
Supporting her breasts in my palms, I squeeze them and pinch and roll and tug her nipples, alternating pressure.
“Does this feel good, Claire?”
An incoherent sound tumbles from her lips and she grinds harder against me. The tip of my dick is breaking free from the elastic of my swim trunks. Regrettably, I put space between us. Because if I come in this tub, I’ll have to drain the water, and that’s a task I don’t want to deal with.
“Ash,” she whines, tipping her head back on my shoulder.
“Yeah, baby?” I kiss her damp temple.
“Can I come?”
A shot of desire bolts down my spine. The way she’s askingfor my permission is so fucking hot. The way she makes me feel like I’m in control when we both know she holds all the power.
I twist her nipples and knead her breasts as I suck on her neck. I’m fairly confident it’ll leave a mark, but that’s tomorrow’s problem.
“Yeah, baby. You can come now.” I kiss the side of her head and hold on as she convulses against me in time with the flashes of heat lightning in the night sky. I want to bottle up this moment so it lives with me forever.
She’s still spasming when I hoist her up and out of the tub, careful not to slip on the deck.
“Where are we going?” she asks.
“To my room. I’m going to dry you off, then fuck you till you see stars so bright they’re no match for the ones in the sky.”
Once inside, I retrieve a towel from the bathroom and dry her off first. I get to work on myself next, but I’m too damn impatient.
“Fuck it.” I toss the towel to the floor. “I need to be inside you.”
If carnal desire could be converted to electricity, I could light up this whole summer camp.
She lies sideways across my bed, her heels propped up on the edge. Approaching her, I tug down my swim trunks, freeing my aching cock, already leaking with precum, and fumble for the bottle of lube in my nightstand. Heart pounding in my ears, I clumsily squirt it directly onto my shaft. And as if she can read my mind, Claire sheds her bikini bottoms just in time for me to thrust halfway inside her.
She gasps at the intrusion, and I pause to confirm that she’s okay before sinking all the way in.
“You make me so fucking greedy, baby. Greedy for this pussy.” I brush a finger against her clit. “Greedy for this body.” As I caress her abdomen, she contracts beneath my touch. “So fucking greedy for you.” I drop a kiss on her lips.
A delicate kiss, like she might crack under my pressure.
Her hips undulate, and while I fucking love it when she writhes beneath me, I dig my fingers into her soft flesh and still her movements.
“How about you keep this cock warm with your cunt while I give this perfect little clit the attention it deserves?”
Claire’s pupils dilate. “Wh-what?” she stutters.
With a wicked smirk, I growl, “You heard me. Keep my cock warm.”
“Yes, sir.”
My dick twitches in response to her words, and nowshe’sthe one sporting a mischievous grin, clearly pleased with the power she possesses.
Focused on where we’re connected most intimately, I spit. Then I use my thumb to work soft circles over her clit. When the noises she makes get louder, I switch up the rhythm with my first and middle fingers. She opens her mouth, her lips forming an O and her breathing shallow, signaling that she’s close.
